#man bun eren

[erensemeraldorbs]

beautiful, breathtaking, sculpted to perfection. I want to be looked at like that oh man the way i’d melt 🤭🫠

[agusrkive]

GAME is game 🏈

(REINER BRAUN)

summary: you didn’t actually think that sleeping with the captain of the football team would have its consequences, that until the said consequence comes knocking at your door at 2 am on a school night.

Frat!Reiner who couldn’t get over how godly you felt wrapped around him the other night, so he decided to take matters into his own hands even though you told him it was a mistake and that ‘you are dating someone else ‘ffs!’ (you quote) to which he replied,

"oh, fuck Jaëger! i don’t even know what you see in that green-eyed loser.”

followed by a snicker that you so fight back the urge to comment on,

he is always so cocky. the arrogant smug look plastered on his face that matches his handsome features, it makes you wanna rip it off, though sometimes you can’t help but think how it suits him so perfectly.

if only he wasn’t such an arrogant piece of shit, you would’ve love to be friends with him.

Even though he doesn’t know that you and Eren had already ended things weeks before you ‘accidentally’ slept with him, you didn’t tell him.

actually, you didn’t tell anyone at all, except your friends of course, and a few in your circle. you had to lie to him because it’s just too much. he’s too much for you to handle right now.

what you needed is a break from everything and not the captain of the football team chasing your ass like you’re a piece of meat,

but then here he is at your door at two a.m in the fuckin dawn of the morning. he doesn’t care what alibi you give him and he won’t stop until he makes you his.

soon.

[pheoflame]

😳😳😳😫✋

[aengelren]

Eren in the new odm gear I REPEAT. Eren in the new odm gear.

[doodle-booty]

I haven't drawn fanart in so long I almost forgot how but somehow i did it!! Here's a doodle of my fav boy, Aaron Yogurt.

I still can't believe snk is almost over :(

also I signed this under my etsy name out of habit oops

[kiwi4b]

when I put my hair up in a messy bun, the goal isn’t a “y/n wore skinny jeans, a white cropped hollister tee and checkered vans and put her hair up in a messy bun” type of bun. No. If I don’t look like I,

a) stare at myself in the mirror telling myself to tatakae

or

b) crushed a man’s soul in front of a KFC and have two adoptive daughters

then the bun isn’t happening.

[thatuselesshuman]

Me mmaking a cool character but I know that they're just gonna be seen as a silly goofy emo boy

[cherries-in-wine]

noooo babe trust me I love you for your personality and definitely not just because you look like Eren Jaeger- NO MOTHERFUCKER DONT YOU DARE CUT YOUR HAIR IF YOU DO WE'RE DONE

[hannibalismos-jaaneman]

not me figuring out that the way i usually style my hair is called "the eren jaeger".

[kittenfangirl20]

Mikasa: Eren’s hair is starting to get quite long, I think he should get it cut.

Historia: I disagree, I think his hair should be longer.

[itsanxiete]

trying to post more on here soooo hi 🤗

[erensemeraldorbs]

Eren in his villain era has me feral i sweaaaarrr okay but imagine him looking at you like this because he saw a guy flirting with you. Picturing in his head how he’s going to make you see stars and scream when he’s deep in your guts tonight ☺️🥵

skdjskak he can knock the mario coins out of me LOL

[pynkfairyheart]

pairings: peircer eren x black reader

warnings: smut 18+, kinda pervy eren

Good girl

“Hello?” Your soft voice rang over the chimes as you entered the tattoo parlor.

The shop was quiet, seemingly empty besides the softening chimes of the door and surprised cursing down the long hall.

“Shit- yeah. Just give me a minute. My apologies” The culprit of the cursing called.

In the meantime, you took a look around the lobby. The reviews didn't do the place justice. The largest wall contained a bright colorful mural, contrasting beautifully with the dark floors and connected black walls.

While admiring the piece of artwork, heavy thudding from the long hallway turned your attention to the most gorgeous man you had ever seen.

You never believed in love at first sight, up until now. You hadn't even known the man's name yet, but you craved him. The reviews warned you the entire staff was attractive but they clearly left out that this man was a god.

His long hair was pulled into a low bun, strands falling in his face, the color contrasting against his pale skin. He was tall, with a full sleeve on one of his muscular arms, and his green eyes had you drowning immediately. He couldn't be Onyankopon, they said he was a brother. Maybe Connie or, Levi-

“Hi, I'm Eren” He introduced himself after swallowing the large knot in his throat.

While in your own trance, you failed to notice how he froze the moment he saw you. The bright light you stood under showcased the sparkles of your pretty brown skin.

Your legs were on display as a result of the simmering heat outside, thick thighs causing them to roll up slightly. The fitted t-shirt you wore allowed the hardened buds of your nipples to peek through, despite the hot weather.

Eren never considered himself a pervert but the way his mind instantly thought about sucking on them till you begged him to fuck you had him thinking otherwise.

“Hi, I'm [☆]. Is this a bad time?” Oh, he could have come on the spot, your voice sounded even better without the numerous walls separating you and god your perfume had him wanting to devour you on the reception desk.

“No, no I just don't know how much I can do for you, the AC is out in all the rooms but mine and I don't even know how long that's gonna last so if you're looking for an hour long tat session you'll have to come back” He crossed his arms, muscles contracting against the white tee.

“Oh no, I'm just hoping to get a few piercings but I can definitely come back another time”

“No, I can do a couple of piercings. What were you thinking?” He grabbed the paperwork from under the counter, praying one of them would be your chest.

“Uh well, I want the other side of my nose, belly button, venus dimples, and my nipples but I understand if you can't do all of that or the last one I'll just come back”

“No, no I can do it,” He said too quickly, clearing his throat awkwardly before handing you the paperwork.

⋆⭒˚.⋆

“Good girl. You're doing such a good job for me, pretty. Just hold on for one second, lovey”

He was currently doing your last dimple piercing. The pain was unimaginable at first but as soon as the praises left his mouth all was forgotten besides the growing stickiness that rested between your thighs.

He praised you after every piercing a variation of “Good girl” “You're doing such a good job for me” “That's it, baby. You did so good” flowed from his pink lips. You could never decide which throbbing to focus on, the one from your new piercing or the throbbing of your clit.

With three new holes in your body and damp panties, it was now time for the piercing both of you were dreading yet excited for.

“Do I just take my shirt off here?”

“Wherever you're comfortable, baby. You can go in the bathroom or stay in here and I'll give you some privacy” He felt like a teenage boy again. His dick twitching at the thought of seeing you exposed.

“No, it's okay you can stay in here I don't mind”

“Oh. Okay,” He perked up. Giving you some privacy he turned his back, pretending to be busy when in reality he was trying to think of anything but you getting undressed behind him. Despite his concentration, all he could focus on was the sound of your necklaces and bracelets clanking at the movements you made.

He knew your nipples were still hard, especially since he took advantage of the working AC and he wondered what your moans would sound like if he flicked his tounge repeatedly over the bud, or if he pinched them in front of the mirror while you begged him to fuck you as you pressed your ass against his hard-

“I'm ready” Your soft voice broke him from his thoughts.

If his self control was any less he'd have gotten on his knees to worship you. There you were. Looking everywhere but him, tits exposed. If it weren’t for the fact other men besides him would see, he'd tattoo this image of you on his bare forearm.

“Are you ready?” He suppressed a groan.

“Mhm”

“Okay stand up for me” He led you to the mirror where he prepped each bud. During the process, you felt as if you could crawl into yourself. The most beautiful man you'd ever laid eyes on had his hands on your breast. Despite the occasion being nonsexual, you were convinced your arousal would start running down your thigh at any second.

“Is this okay?” He stood behind you.

You gave a simple hum of approval, thoughts gone as he explained how the process would go. You convinced yourself you could handle it, that it would all be over soon.

That was until he rolled the bud in between his fingers, the whimper you'd been holding escaping you.

‘fuck’ ‘fuck’

“Shit, I'm so sorry I- I didn't mean to do that, please understand I had no malicious intentions I just” He stumbled over his words.

He was just explaining the step by step process of the piercing. He wasn't thinking, just craving. He wouldn't have realized his actions if it weren't for the sound you let out. The sound he knew he'd replay in his head the moment you left the shop, stroking his cock as he imagined it were you down on your knees in front of him.

“It's okay” You reassured him. Your big eyes staring up into his through the mirror.

“I didn't…I don't mind”

⋆⭒˚.⋆

Before you knew it you were bouncing on his cock. His moans muffled as his mouth engulfed your breast. Tongue slightly grazing your nipple with the flickers of his tongue before sucking harshly.

He was stretching you out so good, leaky red tip repeatedly hitting your cervix as his frenum piercing brushed against your walls. The added pleasure contributing to the pace of your bounces as you chased your high.

“E-eren please” You whined, attempting to push his head away from the assault on your breast. His hair was everywhere, the ponytail holder long gone the moment your hands entangled in his hair. Your buds were so sensitive, every suck and swipe of his tongue had you squeezing around him, every clench releasing your cream that pooled at the base of his cock.

“Fuck” He groaned, reluctantly giving your boobs a break. His hands gripped the soft flesh of your ass, groping the brown skin before placing a hard slap on your cheek.

“Talk to me, pretty. You like this? Like bouncing on daddy's cock hmm?” His arms wrapped around you tightly as he fucked up into you.

“Oh my- fuck” You gave him control. Your head resting on his shoulder as you let out pornographic moans into his ear.

“Answer me, mama” Another slap landed on your ass.

Before you had time to register the mix of pain and pleasure on your flesh, the gentle pressure of his finger rubbing circles on your puckering hole had you seeing stars.

“Fuck y-yes. I love it so much, daddy. Please don't stop” You whined. Tears of pleasure wetting the crook of his neck.

By no means was Eren a fast finisher but boy was he trying his best to hold on, you're pussy was just squeezing him so tight, the added tension on his scalp as you tugged on it every time he hit the spongy spot along your walls had his nails digging crescents into your skin.

“I'm so close, daddy, please”

“Let go mama” He pressed hot kisses along your neck and shoulder.

In that moment you came, your pussy tightening around the large girth of his cock. Clear liquid squirting from you in streams as he continued his thrust. Your arousal splashing and dripping onto the chair.

With sweat dripping down his forehead, and stray hairs sticking to him, his thrust became sloppy and his breathing became heavier.

“S-shit” He whimpered, head thrown back as he came harder than ever. Repeatedly pushing his load back into your pussy.

“Lemme take you on a date. Please” He panted once you both came down, his hands roaming your body as he looked down at you, green irises peeking out behind his blown pupils.

“Okay, yea- oh” A broken moan escaped you as he moved your hips up and down his length once again.

“Eren” You whined

“Don't tell me you're wiped out after one round, pretty girl. I know you have more in you, mama. Be a good girl for daddy”

for my eren girlies. this is probably the fastest I've ever wrote bc i just needed peircer eren. oh also how do yall feel about pegging bc i feel peircer eren can be a bit subby sometimes ttm. mwah <3

pt.2 wit the pegging ໒꒰ྀི˶˃ᆺ˂˶꒱ྀི১

[pinkifiedbows]

Feel something.

𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠!: blackfem reader. eren calls reader: baby, mama. Reader calls him daddy, rennie/ren etc. creampie! Hair pulling, daddy kink. Eren refers to readers pussy as “her”! Riding, and doggystyle….and maybe some misspelling which I apologize for! I think that’s it!!

You swore to yourself never again. That you would never again sleep with the man that provided you with your weed. But in this moment, with the smoke in the air, the way both of your chests floated with each breath, the way he looked at you with his lips parted as he took another drag at the blunt. It made you feel so needy, you needed him.

“You good mama?” He said passing the blunt to you. His bushy eyebrows furrowed when you shook your head and declined the blunt.

“whatchu need baby?” He asked placing the blunt in the ashtray that sat on the nightstand beside your bed, and gave you his full attention once again.

“You. Make me feel something ren.” You said as you looked him in his eyes and made your way closer to him on the couch. Your facial expression brightened as you watched him spread his legs open and pat his lap, you smiled at him watching you straddle his strong thighs.

“You’re in charge mama, use me.” He said as he tied back his hair in a messy bun and smirked at you. As soon as you smashed your lips on his, Eren’s strong veiny hands made their way to grip and hold your ass. The kiss you two shared was so passionate. Eren’s grip on your ass tightened once you gave his tongue access to explore your mouth. You let out soft moans as your hands gripped the leftover hairs on his neck.

“Mmmhpf ren.” You let out once you two pulled away. Eren’s hand made its way to your dripping cunt. “Damn baby, you’re already so wet.” Eren said as he smirked feeling your wetness drip down his wrist. You frowned at his teasing and tugged on his waistband.

“Undress f’me Rennie.” You said as you moved off his pelvis and sat to the side of him to remove your clothing. Once you both were naked, Eren pulled you back on top of him, and watched you with lazy eyes as you stroked and spit on his needy cock.

You placed your delicate hands on his abs to hold yourself up as you lowered yourself on his dick. “Ouuu baby!” You moaned, feeling his huge cock stretch you out, it was like you could feel his tip kiss and touch everything, just as well as every vein.

“Fuck mama! That’s it.” Eren groaned out once you started moving up and down on his dick. His eyes were shut tight as he threw his head back, your pussy was so tight it felt like you were choking his dick, trying to drain him for all he’s got.

“Mmmhm eren! s’good daddy.” You cried out to him, leaving sex marks on the pale area of his neck. You were salivating at the feeling of his big dick running through your insides. You left out a squeak the second you felt him grip your hips and place you on your stomach.

“Arch f’daddy baby.” Eren said watching you, rubbing his leaky red tip. A smile formed on his pretty face as you did what you were told.

“Good fucking girl.” Eren praised as he circled his tip around your needy hole before slamming inside. Your eyes widened and rolled to the back of your head, it felt like he was in your throat. It felt so good, it was almost suffocating.

“Ouu! Erennn!” You screamed out his name, almost out of breath with each fast thrust.

“I know mama I know. Fuck! Who’s pussy is this baby? Hmm?” Eren moaned out as he led his left hand to grip onto your hair, leaving his right hand to guide and grip your hips into nothing but submission. He slightly pulled back on your hair and slapped your ass, when his question was answered with nothing but whimpers. “Answer daddy mama.”

“Y-yours Eren! It’s all yours baby please. Oh fuck!” You whimpered, tears streaming down your beautiful face as you felt your stomach knotting and that familiar warm feeling on your pelvis. You could tell Eren was close too, you could tell just from the way his grip on you tightened, like he needed something to keep him up straight or else he’d fall, weakened from all the pleasure you were giving him.

And Eren wasn’t stupid, he read your body like a book. Reading your signs, until you’d climax on his pretty cock. “Come on baby. Let go f’me, I know you want to.” He said moving his hand down to play with your swollen bud. “Listen to her talk to me baby.” He whimpered at the sounds of your wet pussy squelching from his strokes and his fingers.

“Mmhmm!! Ren! Im cumming!” You screamed as you creamed all over his dick. Before you could come down from your high, you felt Eren painting your walls completely white with his heavy load.

[izurou]

“say ‘i’m the man!’”

eren’s voice carries down the hall, boisterous and loud as it easily reaches every corner of your small one bedroom apartment.

you furrow your brows and glance in the general direction of the sound, but decide to ignore it and continue on with breakfast—gathering a dollop of strawberry jam on your knife before spreading it onto a piece of toast.

you’d rather not know what the two of them are up to, eren and your two year old son that is. he’s supposed to be getting the kid ready for the day, but whether or not that’s actually happening is a different story.

“i’m da man!” his little voice repeats the sentence—not quite as powerful as his dad, but still loud enough to find your ears.

“louder!” eren shouts, and you immediately drop what you’re doing to head towards them.

your slippers scuff against the floor as you shuffle down the hall, following the source of sound until it leads you just outside the bathroom door. you nudge it with your foot, causing it to creep open and reveal the duo—your son, who’s standing on the counter, and eren, who—at the very least, is holding onto him.

“hi,” eren grins, prompting his mini me to do the same. you note the atrocious man bun, well, little man bun your son is sporting—hair haphazardly pulled together at the back of his head.

eren gestures to him, pride flooding his features as he mumbles, “he’s the man.”

“oh yeah?” a smile tugs at your own lips—every ounce of authority you waltzed over here with threatening to vanish into thin air as you look at your little family. nevertheless, someone has to enforce the rules around here. “well, tell the man that if he doesn’t keep it down, he’s not getting any chocolate milk with his breakfast.”

the two of them exchange a glance, an identical look of concern—real and genuine from your son, dramatic and over the top from your fiancé.

“should we go eat?” eren whispers to him, naively expecting him to follow in his footsteps again.

“yeah!” your son yells, excitement filling his eyes at the mention of his all time favourite beverage. he sets a new record every time he chugs a glass, and always gets a kick out of the little moustache he gets afterwards—loving that he looks like dad.

“buddy,” eren laughs as he lightly cups a hand over the toddler’s mouth. “shhh, quiet okay? you heard the boss, no chocolate milk if you yell.”

your son puts his hand over his own mouth and nods his head, prompting eren to lift him onto the floor and send him scurrying off into the kitchen—little feet padding against the hardwood.

“what the hell?” you say, keeping your voice low to ensure your baby doesn’t hear. “it’s 8 o’clock in the morning, why are you shouting?”

“hey, i’m instilling confidence in him,” he pouts, having heard you mention something along those lines once or twice—about how important it is for him to be proud of who he is.

“eren,” you sigh, because you know he means well—he wants nothing but the absolute best for your son too, which is why he more or less lets him do as he pleases.

he encourages him to jump around and dance to his favourite songs, and doesn’t care that he gets marker all over his face when he colours. he’ll give him bear paws before dinner, and hold his hand as the two of them run and giggle down the halls of your apartment building, because they’re just so happy to come home and see you after a trip to the grocery store.

eren lets your kid be a kid, and while that might put a scowl on the face of those around you, all that matters is that your son is always smiling.

“i know, just,” you pause, searching for the right words—the ones that won’t paint you as the bad cop you feel you’re being. though, you look into eren’s eyes, and see nothing but the purest love and adoration overflowing from his pupils, and you know—he thinks you’re doing perfect. “just, wait until after ten at least, okay? that old couple next door already has us on their shit list.”

“course, ‘m sorry baby,” he hums—cupping your cheek with a grin that’s a little too smug and out of place to be there right now. “but you know, you got us on that list, not him.”

“me?” you tilt your head, racking your brain for a time in which you might’ve pissed them off. did you forget to hold the door open? shit.

“mhmm,” he hums, moving his hand to the back of your head to hold you flush against him, and you look adorable—in the reflection of the mirror, with your little thinking face on and your cheek squished against him. he almost feels guilty.

“what did i—”

“nghhh eren, that feels soooo good,” he moans, quiet and sultry—changing the pitch of his voice slightly in an attempt to mimic your own.

“eren!” you gasp, planting your palms flat on his chest to push him away. “shut up, you’re the only reason i sound like that.”

“damn right,” he grins, pulling you right back in for a messy kiss—hands sneaking underneath your shirt and travelling up your—

crash.

“oh no,” you mumble, peeling yourself away from him once more. your son—who’s been alone and suspiciously quiet for the last five minutes, is now doing god knows what in the kitchen. “go check on your satan spawn, would you?”

“hey,” he frowns, swiftly backing out of the room and towards the noise, but not without putting on a quick smile to clarify, “our satan spawn.”

you roll your eyes, but still feel the corners of your lips tug upwards. eren is far from perfect, but he’s pretty good at keeping a smile on your face too.

[toji-sweetheart]

18+ only content - mdni

tags: fem reader + explicit smut

"Just let me have a little..." Eren broke off as you stepped away from his prying touch, his fingers barely grazing the hem of your skirt.

You looked at him from the other side of the couch your eyes looked away from the book seated in your lap to see green eyes stayed focused on you. 

"Let you have a little what, Ren? What do you want?" You asked spreading your legs watching him lick his lips almost devilishly as he leaned forward but instead was met with your foot planted firmly on his chest stopping him from making contact with your cunt which was open and on display, no panties to get in his way either. 

A frown tugged his plush lips down. “A taste, that’s all I want. We’ve been sitting here and I’m bored,” he complained shifting his weight in hopes of alleviating his raging hard-on and popping a tent in his shorts, you couldn’t help but laugh at him, he really does look cute between your legs, hair half up in a messy bun, chocolate strands framing his handsome face. 

“Beg for it then,” you told him glancing back down at your book.

More times than not you were the one begging for him, sweet cries fueling Eren’s ego hearing you.

Now it was your turn to hear him, and you weren’t going to give up so easily. 

He licked his lips again eying your pussy and laying on his stomach keeping his hands on your thighs giving you a slight squeeze. “I want to eat that sweet cunt of yours until your are nothing but a cum-covered mess.” 

His words felt like a zap to your clit that throbbed as did your pussy, clenching around nothing. “Mhm, you can do better than that baby.” You cooed sweetly dropping your book on the stand next to the couch before wrapping a strand of his hair around your finger tugging slightly. 

Eren let out a throaty laugh before leaning in and kissing your knee.

“You really want me to beg?” 

“If I didn’t want you to then I’d already be seated on your face, right?” You shot back raising an eyebrow. 

He copied you mirroring your look. “Ok, I’ll bite. You want me to beg? Beg for you to sit on my face, thighs on either side of my head as you fuck my mouth, hold onto my hair if you need, and pull on it. I want to hear you moan. Please.” 

With a deep inhale he squeezed your thighs again blowing air softly over your pussy causing shivers to run through you. “I won’t stop until you want me to, I just want to make you feel good, yeah? I know you like it when you get to do that, just let me eat you out.” 

Your lips pursed before pulling into a smile. “Still not good enough.” 

Eren scoffed fighting the urge to roll his eyes, he wasn’t a very patient man and he knows it won’t take long to break down your walls. 

“Me asking you nicely, even a pretty please with sugar on top still isn’t good enough? What do I have to do then to have you seated on my face like your own personal chair?” 

“Beg. Weren’t we just talking about this?” You asked tugging on his hair again feeling the puff of air blow over you, your slick beaded down your cunt catching his attention, your smell surrounded him like a heavy perfume clouding his head. 

“I did damn it, come on please baby, let me taste you please-fuck-I just want to-” 

You waved your hand cutting him off, “Lay on your back then, but maybe just ask one more time.” You laughed as Eren sat up quickly peeling his shirt off and looking at you with hungry eyes as he laid down and patted his cheeks.

“Sit down,” he demanded gently as you crawled up to his face keeping your thighs on either side of his head lowering yourself on his mouth but not before his hands found purchase on your waist pulling you down. 

His tongue lapped between your pusslips finding your clit sucking harshly on the bud moaning loudly, the wet sounds of him devouring you rang in your ears as you tangled your fingers in his hair pulling on the strands making his cock stir in his shorts, pre-cum staining the light-colored fabric of his shorts. 

Your other hand stayed perched on the armrest while you rolled your hips over Eren’s mouth, his fingers stayed on your waist keeping you on his face, his face was covered with spit, and your slick and it has to be one of the hottest things he’s ever experienced.

You could feel the rumbles of his deep moans against your cunt as flicked his tongue over your clit, his mind was running a million miles per minute when you leaned forward covering his face with your skirt as to grind harder against him. 

To say Eren’s whining was pathetic is at its best, he acted like you were never going to sit on his face again, to give in to his whining, his mewling grew louder as did the wet lewd sounds of his tongue lapping at you wildly bringing your orgasm over the edge, muscles tightened and burned as your cunt pulsed gushing on Eren’s tongue. 

“See what happens if you just ask nicely?” you cooed pulling away to sit on the other side of the couch grinning at your boyfriend who wiped the back of his mouth, he chuckled then grabbed your ankles pulling you down before hovering over you. 

“And who says I’m done?” 

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